This week I was supposed to be at work on Wednesday morning and that was it.
On Sunday evening one of the receptionists sent out a message saying that she had flu type symptoms and wouldn't be able to go in on Monday morning. I knew there was nobody much available to cover so I rearranged the day so I could go in and cover the breaks, intending to leave after the lunch breaks.
I got there to find a second receptionist also had flu type symptoms, although she had gone in. She went home at lunch time and I stayed. I couldn't stay until close of play, though. I had evening plans.
Then I realised that today, Tuesday, there would only be one receptionist on in the afternoon, which isn't entirely desirable when it is ALL afternoon. I cancelled my plans for today, which were mostly getting finished for Christmas and will go in to work shortly.
I am no longer intending to go in tomorrow. I still have to finish preparing for Christmas.
Our family celebrations have started. Some of us met in The Fox in Collingwood for a Christmas Pub Night. It was a good night. Brother Simon is back from his sabbatical in Italy and South East Asia and he was there. So was his daughter and her partner, who I also haven't seen for a while. All the Usual Suspects were there as well.
A good catch up - although I missed the Victoria Point Christmas party which was in the foyer at home at the same time that I was in the pub in Collingwood.
Walking home from the tram stop, just on sunset:
And now I must get wriggling. I have to go to work and can't just sit about letting the morning disappear.
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